[6 Blefs'd are the Pure, whose hearts are clean
From the defiling Pow'r of Sin; i
With endless Pleasure they shall see
A GOD of fpotlefs Purity.]
[7 Blefs'd are the Men of peaceful Life,
Who quench the Coals of growing Strife;
They fhall be call'd the Heirs of Blifs,
The Sons of GOD, the GoD of Peace.]
[8 Bless'd are the Suff'rers who partake
Of Pain and Shame for JESUS' fake;
Their Souls fhall triumph in the LORD,
Glory and Joy are their Reward.]
CIII. Not afhamed of the Gospel, 2 Tim, i. 12.
'M not asham'd to own my LORD,
Maintain the Honour of his Word, P
The Glory of his Cross. .
2 JESUS, my GOD! I know his Name,
His Name is all my Truft;
Nor will he put my Soul to Shame,
Nor let my Hope be loft.
Firm as his Throne his Promise stands,
And he can well fecure
What I've committed to his Hands,
'Till the decifive Hour,
4 Then will he own my worthless Name
Before his Father's Face,
And in the new Jerufalem
Appoint my Soul a Place.
CIV. A ftate of Nature and Grace,
1 Cor, vi. 10, 1l.r
TOT the Malicious or Profane,
The Wanton or the Proud,
Nor Thieves, nor Sland'rers, fhall obtain
The Kingdom of our GoD,
2 Surprising Grace! And f
By Nature and by Sin,
Heirs of immortal Mifery,
Unholy and unclean.
3 But we are wafh'd in JEsUs' Blood,
We're pardon'd thro' his Name;
And the good Spirit of our GoD
Has fanctify'd our Frame. TỖ
4 O for a perfevering Pow'r t
To keep thy juft Commands !
We would defile our Hearts no more,
No more pollute our Hands.
CV. Heaven invifible and holy, I Cor. ii. 9, 10
Rev. xxi. 27
} OR Eye hath feen, nor Ear has heard
Nor Senfe, nor Reason known,
What Joys the Father has prepar'd
For those that love the Son.
2 But the good Spirit of the LORD
Reveals a Heav'n to come; da
The Beams of Glory in his Word,
Allure and guide us home..
3 Pure are the Joys above the Sky,
And all the Region Peaces
No wanton Lips, nor envious Eye,
Gan fee or tafte, the Blifs.
4 Those holy Gates for ever bar
Pollution, Sin, and Shame;
None fhall obtain Admittance there
But Follow'rs of the Lamb,
5 He keeps the Father's Book of Life,
There all their Names are found;
The Hypocrite in vain fhall ftrive
To tread the heav'nly Ground.
CVI. Dead to Sin by the Cross of Christ,
Rom. vi. 1,2, 6.
SHALL we go on to fin
Because thy Grace abounds,
Or crucify the LORD again,
And open all his Wounds?
2 Forbid it, mighty Gop!
Nor let it e'er be faid,
That we whofe Sins are crucify'd,"
Should raise them from the Dead.
3 We will be flaves, no more.
Since CHRIST has made us free,
Has nail'd our Tyrants to his Crofs,
And bought pur Liberty,soda zikovod z
CVII. The Fall and Recovery of Man: or,
CHRIST and Satan at Enmity. Gen. iji.
1, 15, 17. Gal, iv. 4. Col. ii. 15.
Eceiv'd by fubtil Snares of Hell,
Adam our Head, our Father fell,
When Satan, in the Serpent hid,
Propos'd the Fruit that God forbid.
2 Death was the Threat'ning: Death began To take Poffeffion of the Man;
His unborn Race receiv'd the Wound,
And heavy Curses smote the Ground.
But Satan found a worfe Reward;
Thus faith the Veng'ance of the LORD,
"Let everlasting Hatred be
"Betwixt the Woman's Seed and thee. 4 "The Woman's Seed fhall be my Son," "He fhall deftroy what thou hast done; "Shall break thy Head, and only feel "Thy Malice raging at his Heel."
[5 He fpake; and bid four Thousand Years
Roll on; at length his Son appears; dv
Angels with Joy defcend to Earth,
And fing the young Redeemer's Birth.
6 Lo, by the Sons of Hell he dies;
But as he hung twixt Earth and Skies,
He their Prince a fatal blower
And triumphid q'er the Pow's below.
CVIII. CHRIST unfeen and beloved, 1 Pet. i. 8.
NOT mortal Eyes
N Have we
Have we beheld the LORD,
Yet we rejoice to hear his Name,
And love him in his Word.
2 On Earth we want the Sight
Of our Redeemer's Face,
Yet, LORD, our inmoft Thoughts delight
To dwell upon thy Grace..
3 And when we tafte thy Love,
Our Joys divinely grow
Unfpeakable, like thofe above,
And Heav'n begins below..
CIX. The Value of CHRIST and his
50 Righteoufnefs, Phil. iii. 7-9
more, my Gon, I boast no more
Of all the Duties I have done ;l
I quit the Hopes I held before,
To truft the Merits of thy Son..., i-
2 Now for the Love I bear his Name,ch
What was my Gain I count my Lofs;,
My former Pride I call my Shame,
And nail my Glory to his Crofs.
3 Yes, and I muft and will efteem ~
All Things but Lofs, for Jesus' Sake :
O may my Soul be found in him,
And of his Righteousness partake Luna
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